walking through a cloud of grey the beginning of a quiet day I felt a tickle on my face a soft caress, a moment’s grace and smiled as I was gently kissed by the tender morning mist tio stib You might also enjoy: A Child’s Smile, If
walking through a cloud of grey the beginning of a quiet day I felt a tickle on my face a soft caress, a moment’s grace and smiled as I was gently kissed by the tender morning mist tio stib You might also enjoy: A Child’s Smile, If
Travels with Tio 
Kissed by mist. I like that. I’ve been kissed by Steamboat Geyser… and a few others. Some of my best memories. Thank you for sharing your poetry.
You are most welcome. May you be kissed often by our Mother Nature.
Lovely dear Tio
Thank you.
Lovely delicate prose full of subtle gentleness 🙂
Thank you.